friendship at its purest
I love kissing. I love the way they feel, I love the sighs and moans that follow. I love the small pauses and teases for more. I love the small taste of tongue that brush together occasionally. I love the wandering hands. I like biting. I like pulling. I like running my tongue lightly across their bottom lip. I like the little laughs when its almost too good and you can’t help yourself. Idk. Making out as a whole is just pretty great.
A metaphor? For you its more like a bug huge neon “fuck me” sign
At least I can spell BIG. twink.
GOD FUCKING DAMN IT
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